My attributes are increasing infinitely Chapter 394: Law of Energy

Beyond the borders of the Space Cube, the cosmos was far from tranquil.

The ripples caused by Ethan Hunt’s very existence had surged through the dimensions, reaching the opulent palaces of the most ancient and dread-inspiring powers within the Eternal Domain.

These were the Supreme Families, noble bloodlines that had once produced Emperors of Destiny—entities who had grasped the fate of the entire Eternal Domain in their hands.

In the current era, these seven clans reigned as the world's invisible masters.

Even the three thousand original races, known as the most arrogant and ancient species in history, would show deference if a member of these families entered their territories.

Their internal hierarchy was straightforward yet terrifying.

The Ancestors sat at the pinnacle, dwelling within the Eternal Sovereign realm.

Below them served the Supreme Elders, the Origin Paragons, whose level of power was merely a single step away from the summit.

Inside the central hall of the Kizuki family, seven figures were seated in a circle.

Every individual was a Supreme Elder, and the very atmosphere distorted with each breath they drew.

The Supreme Elder of the Kizuki family occupied the head seat, his arm still in the process of regenerating from a wound caused by the World Tree’s radiance.

"That brat possesses a treasure capable of harming an Origin Paragon," the Kizuki elder remarked, his tone freezing and raspy.

"I sensed the breath of the Source within that light."

"If we do not eliminate him now, he will become a disaster that none of us can contain."

"A disaster?" an elder from the void-dwelling Hoshino family mocked with a sneer.

"He is a human. A bug."

"You were caught off guard, Kizuki. That is all."

"He killed thousands of candidates in a single strike, Hoshino," the Kizuki elder barked back, his eyes erupting with rage.

"And the Will of the Eternal Domain itself has contacted us."

"It wants him erased."

"However, the Will is restricted by the laws of the Trial."

"It can only allow beings up to the Axiom Dominion realm to enter the trial grounds."

"Anything higher would collapse the reality structure."

"Three Axiom Dominion generals from each family should be enough," the elder of the Storm-Callers proposed.

"Even if he has a treasure, he is still a single person."

"He cannot fight twenty-one Axiom generals at once."

"What about the Ancestors?" a woman from the Solar-Flare family inquired.

"Did yours give any command?"

The Kizuki elder shifted his gaze away.

"I tried to contact our Ancestor, but I failed."

"He is likely in a deep seclusion or busy with the affairs of the Higher Planes."

"Moreover to eliminate a pesky bug like this boy, I do not wish to disturb him."

"It would be a stain on our competence."

"Agreed," the others whispered in unison.

"Very well," the Kizuki elder concluded.

"We will send three Axiom Dominion generals per family."

"We will corner him, trap him, and then we will divide his secrets equally."

"Deal?"

"Deal."

While the seven families mobilized their armies, Ethan existed in a state that far surpassed the traditional concept of a "protagonist."

Inside the Space Cube, time did not flow like a river; instead, it was a massive, unmoving ocean.

Under the 100,000x time dilation, the ten days passing in the outside world equated to a staggering 2,740 years for Ethan.

But Ethan was not idling.

He utilized his infinite energy to power his Infinite Comprehension and his Infinite Clones.

Ethan’s physical form was like an endless vacuum.

Within this void, 10¹⁰⁰ clones of Ethan sat in meditative cross-legged positions.

This figure, a Googol of clones, was so immense that if every clone were a single grain of sand, they would fill the entire universe multiple times over.

Each of these clones inherited the World Seed bloodline.

And every single clone was laboring.

Every five seconds, a clone would manifest a world seed.

It would saturate it with infinite energy.

Then, it would plant the seed into Ethan’s foundation.

1...

100...

10,000...

1,000,000...

Years transitioned into centuries.

Ethan had long ago lost any sense of the tally.

His consciousness had fused with the collective efforts of his clones.

He felt like a gardener overseeing a forest that stretched across the entire multiverse.

Eventually, 685 years passed within the dilated zone.

Ethan opened his eyes.

The light shimmering in his pupils was no longer merely the glow of a star.

It was the radiance of a Googolplex of realities.

The quantity of worlds within him was so vast that a mortal mind would have detonated instantly just attempting to conceptualize the first digit.

"Okay," Ethan whispered.

His voice echoed through the googol of clones.

"It is time for you to evolve together."

He opened the floodgates of his Infinite Origin Sea.

The consumption of energy was beyond anything the world had ever witnessed.

To power the expansion of a googolplex of worlds, Ethan drew an amount of energy that would have reduced ten thousand universes into frozen, dead shells in a heartbeat.

But his energy was infinite.

As the worlds matured, a strange phenomenon occurred.

In the realm of physics, energy cannot be created or destroyed.

Furthermore, the movement of colossal amounts of energy always results in Entropy.

It is the metric of disorder and decay.

Because Ethan was shifting a Googolplex amount of energy, the entropy generated was so astronomical that it began to manifest as a physical law around his body.

Gray, foggy strands of decay started to coil around the World Tree.

[Law of Entropy: 7%]

[7.00001%...]

[7.00002%...]

Ethan observed this in astonishment.

He had assumed that once the World Tree consumed the Creation Lotus, he would need to find a new method to investigate the negative laws.

But simply by acting, by evolving his internal worlds, the universe was forcing him to grasp the true cost of power.

"I see," Ethan realized.

"Entropy is not just death."

"It is the footprint of energy."

For the following 275 years, he remained in this state.

Inside his body, the world seeds were reaching maturity at a frightening pace.

They evolved from tiny seeds into full planets.

The planets gave birth to suns.

The suns gathered into galaxies.

The galaxies merged into universes.

The universes stacked into Chaos-verses.

Finally, they transitioned into Paradox Domains and Dimensions.

His power was not merely growing; it was being multiplied by billions every second.

He felt his physical shell becoming more resilient than any Axiom Dominion weapon.

As the Law of Entropy hit 10%, Ethan’s Infinite Comprehension talent suddenly surged to life.

A golden radiance collided with the gray mist of entropy.

A new epiphany struck him like a bolt of lightning.

If Entropy was the footprint, then a foot had to exist.

If there was a law governing the decay of energy, there had to be a law governing the Source of Energy itself.

He descended into a profound trance.

This time, it wasn’t just 10¹⁰⁰ clones working.

It was his entire being.

1,000 years later, a new prompt surfaced in his mind.

[Law of Energy: 0.01%]

BOOM!

The instant those words appeared, the whole of creation trembled.

Both the Negative Plane, the domain of the Presence, and the Positive Plane, the domain of the One Above All, shook.

The stars in every galaxy flickered.

The gods of lower realms tumbled from their thrones in sheer terror.

The Law of Energy was a Genesis Law.

It was the fundamental building block of the Cage.

To comprehend it was to possess the key to the cage’s lock.

In the highest heavens of the Positive Plane, a being of pure light, the One Above All, opened his eyes.

His expression, typically one of calm indifference, was now shadowed by a rare emotion.

Confusion.

At the same time, in the void of the Negative Plane, The Presence halted his creation of a new reality.

He turned his attention toward the center of the Eternal Domain.

"The second taboo has been broken," The Presence whispered.